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I meet a lot of nice people on the bus. I also meet some squirrels too.

Last week on a morning bus ride over to Covington, a guy set down beside me in one of those front seats on a Tank Bus. I didn’t want to chat but he did.

I don’t remember what he was saying as I wasn’t interested, but during his ramblings, I couldn’t help but notice his breath.

It was beer breath—beer breath in the morning—and I’m talking before eight o’clock.

I realize I’m being a bit judgmental here, but how can someone start their day off by drinking beer? I’m guessing the guy was a little drunk too, something else I don’t understand. People should wait until evening to start drinking.

I know. Everybody is different. I thought about telling the guy to switch to vodka to avoid having beer breath, but I kept my mouth shut.

First off, I have nothing against anybody over there at the Cincinnati Beacon. It’s a blog I don’t read all that often. You know, so many blogs, so little time—that type of thing.

This week, a friend told me that Justin Jeffre took me to task on a column that I wrote for CityBeat back in April called “My Cincinnati State of Mind.” Jeffre wrote the post at the Cincinnati Beacon on April 28. Sorry I’m a little late in responding to it.

To be honest, I didn’t read all of Jeffre’s post and didn’t read all the comments either. Apparently, there was some confusion as to the photo that was used. I can say for sure that, yeah, that’s me in the picture.

Here’s my “Justin Jeffre State of Mind” and really my state of mind on people who don’t like what I have to say about Cincinnati. It’s all good, it’s all fine, say whatever you want.

When I first started column writing eight years ago, I used to “get off” on stirring the pot and actually enjoyed the comments both good and bad. Now, if I pay any attention at all, I’ll read the good comments and blow off the bad ones. My thinking is life is too short to get my blood pressure up.

Shortly, I’ll be living over in Covington. “Good riddance,” says Jeffre. Just a reminder, sir that I’ll only be across the river. I’ll still my eyes open and I’ll still have opinions about Cincinnati. I guess you will too. Again, it’s all good, it’s all fine.

Being gay in New York is now better than being gay in Ohio. I’m sure most of you know by now that same sex marriagewill soon become law in New York. How progressive. How unlike Ohio.

In September of 2009, I gave my view on same sex marriage in my CityBeat column, Love and Marriage and Being Gay. With all the bad stuff happening in this world, it’s so silly to get uptight about love between two people—gay or straight.